A thoughtless student leaves
[color="white"]oo[/color]An orange on the window sill
Without an afterthought

Today they learn to put
[color="white"]oo[/color]Their money in a treasury
And plumb the life ahead

The orange navel green
[color="white"]oo[/color]Reminds of summer by its tilt
Compounding with a knot.

The teacher stands in back
[color="white"]oo[/color]Assessing with an autumn nod
Smiling at a guess

Too small, a hope too grand
[color="white"]oo[/color]An estimate of happiness
Such whimsy spry, unfought.

Another group he chides
[color="white"]oo[/color]For seeming lackadaisical 
By talk and foolery

A foot kicked up to rest
[color="white"]oo[/color]A colored hood to hold a fleer
Hands formed into a cot

These, he says, in burst
[color="white"]oo[/color]Of scorn and indignation—have
Decided what will be.

And in the window hind
[color="white"]oo[/color]Stands the little clementine
Chiming—oh, for naught!